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“Duh, obviously. If I didn’t, don’t you think I would have had a massive freak out at a humongous purple and pink snake looking down at me?” I say with a scoff.
“Basilisk,” he grinds out.
“Let’s not split hairs, it’s the same thing,” I state, much to his annoyance.
I turn away from the window, taking in the room. A small double bed is against the back wall. A small kitchenette is to my left with a cooker, washer, fridge-freezer, and sink. There are two doors to my right which must lead to the entrance and the bathroom. A small coffee table sits next to a small sofa at the foot of the bed, a stack of papers sits on top of it.
I walk over and take a seat, noticing my name scribbled on a piece of paper on the top of the pile. I take the stack off the table, the note with my name sliding off the top and floating to the floor. My eyes scan over the document underneath, my heartbeat picking up rapidly. It’s a bank statement with my name on it, but that can’t be right as I’ve never had one of them.
I’m not completely dense in not knowing what one is, I know about it from the human TV shows I used to watch, and books. But I’ve never had a need for one myself, my aunt deals with everything for the clan.
Maybe this is something Gael was supposed to implant into my memories as he wiped my old ones.
A plastic thing drops to the floor, and I lean over to pick it up. My thumb brushes against the raised numbers on the surface, my brows furrowing as I seem my name on the bottom of it. Well, if you can saymyname, it’s my name but not.
Even the documents have my chosen name on it, but the confusing thing is the last name. Poppy Smith?
“Kevin, what the hell is this?” I ask, turning it around. “Why is the last name Smith?”
“You remember everything?” he asks in surprise.
“Of course I remember, I’m not Poppy Smith,” I growl. “I’m a Draken!”
“Oh shit,” he breathes, his eyes narrowing on me. “How the hell have you kept your memories after a wipe?”
“What are you blabbing about?”
“The memory wipe that Tanika and Gael did on you at the Academy,” he says.
Huh? I rack my brain, trying to make sense of his words, because I’m seriously at a loss right now. I know about everything supernatural and Morgansyth Academy, but that leaves me with more questions than I have answers to. Why aren’t I there? The biggest question of all though is, who the fuck is Gael?
A white-hot pain stabs through my mind, forcing me to my knees and I scream. I hold my head, rocking back and forth as my mind is battered with something trying to tear it apart. Images flash across my mind in quick succession, and I recognise some of the people in them but I have no clue in others. An image comes to the front of my mind and the pain starts to ease, voices getting louder as the memory plays out.
I see myself sitting in Mr Skullmyer’s office; a man is standing in front of me with his hand on my head. Everything from that memory hits me at once, and I groan at the onslaught of information.
“She tried to have my memory wiped!” I snarl, opening my eyes.
I pull myself up and drop onto my arse on the floor; Kevin lays down at the side of me, with a sorrow-filled look. He’s quiet for the first time in my life, and that fills me with anxiety.
“Do you think he meant it when he said he will get me back to the Academy?” I ask.
He lifts his head off the wood floor, nodding the massive thing in one sharp movement. So if I’m in Ravenshard, that means this is where I was meant to be taken when the wipe happened.
“Pop?”
I smile at Kevin, more to reassure him I’m not going to freak out over the betrayal of my aunt. It’s nothing new to me, and if I’m being perfectly honest, I thought she would have done this sooner. I climb to my feet, grabbing the plastic card off the floor, spotting a piece of paper with four numbers on it. I grab it and read what it says, a smile tipping the corners of my lips. This must be the pin number for the bank card; the amount of zeros shining up at me from the crisp white page tells me I’ve got more than enough money to explore the human world.
“You want to go explore, courtesy of Belladonna Draken?” I ask, flapping the card between my fingers.
An enormous smile spreads across my face. I can’t do anything about what she did to me right now and I have no way of getting back to the Academy, so I’m going to make the most of my time in the human world at the expense of her.
“Sold!” he shouts gleefully.
“There’s one condition,” I say, pinning him with a glare. “You can’t scare the crap out of humans.”
His head tilts side to side like he’s really having to put some thought into it, and that’s concerning. I fold my arms across my chest to try and drill the point home. He smiles widely.
“I swear I won’t scare or do anything to a human, scout’s honour,” he jests.
